Swee.Touch.Nee

The way a coat opens
The inner pocket found
A cream and crimson tin
Inserted
In one motion all thumbs and fingers

The day demands lazy rest
A pot of tea to nudge the body
And I light the discovered cigar
Found
In the same motion all thumbs and fingers

And look
The milk and the smoke
Swirls and disappears
Tea the color of stain
Birds
Land on shoots of butterfly flowers

When you doubt God
Smell the tobacco
Follow the cloud of tea milk
Hear the machinegun rapidity of
Wings
Freezing the body of a hummingbird